The Forgotten Truths of The Universe

⚠ Content Warning:

This chapter contains existential horror, cosmic-level world-building, divine conspiracies, and tragic past-life memories. Themes of fate, sacrifice, and godly obsession are present. Reader discretion is advised.

Scene 1: Awakening to an Unknown Sky

Seth awoke to silence.

Not the kind that existed in the dark corners of a battlefield.

Not the kind that lingered in the breaths between a killer and his prey.

But true silence—a stillness so vast and unyielding that it swallowed everything.

His eyes slowly opened.

A sky stretched above him—not blue, not black, but something else entirely.

A sky of swirling stars, boundless and infinite.

It was as if he was staring into the very fabric of creation itself, where the laws of existence had been stripped bare, leaving behind only the raw essence of the universe.

His body felt weightless yet heavy, as if he existed in two places at once.

He sat up, his fingers brushing against a smooth surface—not stone, not wood, but something in between.

A floor of pure obsidian glass, reflecting not himself, but shifting images of things he could not understand.

He was not in the world he once knew.

And somehow, he already knew this was not a dream.

Scene 2: Why Did She Save Him?

Seth's eyes sharpened. He turned his head slowly.

She was already there.

Nyxara.

She stood at a short distance, watching him carefully, her expression unreadable.

For a long moment, neither of them spoke.

Then, Seth broke the silence.

"Why?"

Nyxara blinked, tilting her head slightly. "Why… what?"

Seth's gaze darkened. "Why did you save me?"

Her lips curled into a soft smile, but there was something beneath it—something deep, raw, and unshakable.

"Because," she whispered, "you saved me first."

Scene 3: The Past-Life Revelation

"You don't remember, do you?" Nyxara murmured, stepping closer. "Of course you don't. They made sure you wouldn't."

Seth frowned. "They?"

She let out a breath, as if deciding where to begin.

"You think this is your first life?" Her gaze shimmered, glowing like dying embers. "Seth, you have lived before. And I was there when you took your last breath."

Seth's hands curled into fists.

She continued, her voice soft, yet unrelenting.

"You were different then," she whispered. "A warrior. A protector. A fool who stood against things beyond mortal comprehension."

A flicker of pain crawled down Seth's spine.

"You fought for a kingdom that was already lost," she continued. "A mortal caught in a war between gods. And in the end, you died… for me."

Her fingers trailed along his jaw, as if committing the feeling to memory.

"You held your sword against an entity that could not be stopped. And they tore you apart."

The images hit him like a flood.

A battlefield of blood and shattered stars. A kingdom burning beneath a sky that cracked like glass. And at the center of it all—

A single warrior, standing against a god.

He saw himself, but not as he was now.

A man drenched in his own blood, wielding a sword that burned like a dying sun.

"They called you a fool," Nyxara whispered. "But you never let go of my hand until the very end."

He saw it.

Felt it.

A god's spear tearing through his chest.

The taste of iron filling his lungs.

And then—

Darkness.

Nyxara stepped closer, her hands cupping his face.

"You died, Seth." Her voice trembled. "You died in my arms, screaming my name."

Seth inhaled sharply, his hands twitching.

This was not a lie.

He could feel it.

His body remembered. His soul remembered.

But before he could speak—

Nyxara's lips curled. "And yet, even death wasn't enough to keep you from me."

Scene 4: The Truth About the Universe

Seth's heartbeat slowed.

"You were reincarnated," Nyxara murmured. "But not by choice."

His breath hitched.

"What do you mean?"

She looked at him carefully. "You were not meant to exist again."

Her crimson gaze flickered with something ancient. "The gods do not grant second chances. They do not allow mortals to return. But someone—something—forced you back into the cycle of life."

Seth's fingers curled.

"You mean the system?"

Nyxara let out a quiet, humorless laugh.

"System?" She tilted her head. "Is that what you call it?"

Seth narrowed his eyes. "You're saying it's something else?"

She smiled slightly. "The system is not your ally. It never was. It is an extension of the gods. A mechanism of control. A script to ensure that everything follows their design."

Seth's breath stilled.

"The choices you think you have?" Nyxara's voice was gentle. "They were always predetermined."

Seth exhaled slowly.

He felt something shift inside him.

For the first time, he understood.

The system was never a tool.

It was a prison.

Scene 5: How Seth Will Trick the System

📜 SYSTEM ADJUSTMENT: ⚠ Host Has Lowered Resistance—Restrictions Are Loosening. ⚠ Hidden Command: [Manual Override] Has Been Unlocked. ⚠ Caution: External Entity May Detect System Manipulation.

If the system was a prison, that meant it had rules.

And rules could be broken.

Seth's mind whirled with possibilities.

He didn't need to fight the system head-on.

He needed to bend it, corrupt it, manipulate it from the inside.

📜 SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: ⚠ Hidden Command [Override Protocol] Located. ⚠ Accessing Restricted Data… ⚠ WARNING: A Divine Entity Is Monitoring Host. Proceed With Caution.

Seth's lips curled into a slow, cold smirk.

The system was watching him.

But so was he.

He just needed to play his role a little longer.

Then he would make his move.

📜 SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: ⚠ Host's Cognitive Suppression at 70%—Falling. ⚠ Passive Ability [Deceiver's Veil] Unlocked. ⚠ External Entity Remains Cautious. Continue Manipulation to Lower Restrictions.

Nyxara pressed closer to him, her lips near his ear.

"You're mine, Seth," she whispered.

Seth smiled.

"Of course," he whispered back.

And as she held him close, her warmth sinking into his skin—

His eyes, hidden beneath his lashes, burned with nothing but cold, calculated hunger.

End of Chapter 8

📜 Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are purely imaginary. This novel contains dark themes meant to enhance the story and character development. Reader discretion is advise